The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

"Boy, are you hungry? Let's go. I'll take you to find food."

"Stealing? What words? What words are these? We call this borrowing!"

"What are you digging here? Follow the vines and look for the roots. That's where you'll find sweet potatoes!"

"Hey, why are you fighting back? They hit us, so it's not borrowing. They think we're stealing, so they don't have to pay it back!"

"Hiccup, you're full, thank you for anything. I will be your brother from now on. Just don't forget me when you grow up!"

. . . . . .

Leng Qingsong's memory stopped at a stack of wheat. Two children were lying on the stack, stroking their newly fed bellies, looking at the stars in the sky, and saying some childish words.

"Yes...yes...I...my brother...brother..." Leng Qingsong stood at the door of the orphanage, his mouth wide and trembling, but he could not make a sound.

Hot tears flowed down his cheeks like a bursting dam, and the heart-rending pain made Leng Qingsong's whole body tremble slightly.

I wanted to squeeze out a sound from my throat, but my throat was so tight that I couldn't breathe out. It was as painful as suffocation.

He collapsed weakly on the ground, with a dull expression on his face.

The great sadness of the best memory and the great joy of finding Ouyang again have made Leng Qingsong lose his ability to think.

After millions of years of forgetfulness, hundreds of years of waiting, and five years of hard searching, I finally found the reincarnation of my brother when I was about to leave!

At this moment, Leng Qingsong just wanted to make crazy compensation to his brother, to compensate him for everything he had owed to his brother for countless years!

I want to give my brother glory and wealth, and I want this world to be under my brother!

I want to make my brother a saint above all saints!

I want. . . . .

After a long time to come to his senses, Leng Qingsong wanted to recognize his brother, but found that the two boys had disappeared in front of him.

Looking down at his withered and thin hands, Leng Qingsong's crazy thoughts disappeared in an instant.

The moonlight was like frost, allowing Leng Qingsong to lower his head and see the road clearly under his feet. Leng Qingsong murmured in a low voice: "I want my brother to live a safe and happy life..."

He had forgotten his brother for a million years, and now his brother had forgotten him.

There is no need for his brother to work hard for him, and there is no need for his brother to bear all the big karma for him.

The brother who has a new life can live a good life even without them. As long as he doesn't have to think about others, he can still live peacefully and happily relying on his brother.

They are the source of my brother's pain, and they are also the culprits of why my brother is in the situation he was in!

Why does the brother who has come back to life now have anything to do with them anymore?

If something unexpected happens to his brother again because of them, what will Leng Qingsong do?

The lost Leng Qingsong looked at the two children who had passed him and walked away.

The slightly older boy led his follower and walked happily under the moonlight.

It was as if the moonlight only shone on the two children, while he stood in endless darkness.

In a daze, Leng Qingsong seemed to have seen his past life, when he and his brother went to steal sweet potatoes and were chased by others.

The moonlight is like frost and also like a dream.

The autumn wind swept gently and the iron fence swayed slightly, which also brought Leng Qingsong back to his senses.

"He is still as annoying as before after reincarnation!" A voice suddenly sounded behind Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong turned his head, only to find Xie Xinzhi, who was wearing pajamas, holding the door frame and looking at him.

At this time, Leng Qingsong suddenly realized that even though his brother was reincarnated, he didn't know where he was.

But Xie Xinzhi, who is the will of heaven, can find his brother's reincarnation more easily than them.

After all, this world has no secrets before the will of heaven in this world.

Leng Qingsong looked at Xie Xinzhi in front of him and remained silent. In fact, he, Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu should have thought of this matter long ago.

But none of the three of them wanted to think about it.

This is the journey of atonement for the three of them, and it is also the redemption of the three of them for themselves. They do not want the will of the world to be involved yet.

But before them, Xie Xinzhi had already been guarding the reincarnation of his brother.

Xie Xinzhi, who was no longer Heavenly Dao but the director of the orphanage, smiled at Leng Qingsong and said, "But he still has the magic power that makes people hate him, doesn't he?"

Leng Qingsong trembled with his lips, and after a long time he bowed deeply towards Xie Xinzhi and said, "Thank you for the favor of heaven!"

"It's not that Heaven favors him, but thank you for favoring Heaven!" Xie Xinzhi sighed as he looked at the two small figures sneaking into the sweet potato field.

Regarding Xie Xinzhi's sigh, Leng Qingsong did not comment. Not to mention this world, his brother was kind to the entire Immortal Realm!

"Do they want to come in for a cup of hot tea? You don't look like a saint!" Xie Xinzhi looked at Leng Qingsong in front of him and staggered around, inviting Leng Qingsong to come in.

Leng Qingsong shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "I know that my sins are serious, and I only have to live to see him once. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I have no regrets!"

Xie Xinzhi looked at Leng Qingsong, who was wishing for death, with a headache. How come this saint is as smelly and hard as the stones in the toilet?

Xie Xinzhi scratched his head and said: "But, the demon empress said that in five years, she will come to take them away and return to their place. Are you sure you don't want to follow her?"

Hearing this, Leng Qingsong's eyes lit up, then dimmed, and the Holy Saint of Heaven and Earth said cowardly: "I'm not worthy, and I'm also afraid..."

After millions of years of forgetfulness, how could I still deserve to look at him?

If you stand by his side, will you make the same mistakes as in your previous life?

After expending effort to find his brother, Leng Qingsong, who originally wanted to turn around and return to the void to imprison himself for eternity, showed his cowardice at this moment.

Xie Xinzhi on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked out of the door and grabbed Leng Qingsong's hand.

Ignoring Leng Qingsong's struggle, he took something out of his trouser pocket and put it in Leng Qingsong's hand.

Holding Leng Qingsong's hand that was about to struggle, Xie Xinzhi looked at the once high-spirited saint in front of him and said with a smile: "The Empress said you would come, and she also asked me to give this to you. She must have also I think the relationship between you should not have a tragic ending."

Leng Qingsong wanted to say something else, but Xie Xinzhi turned around and walked towards the orphanage. Without looking back, he said to Leng Qingsong: "Don't forget about others as soon as you get rich. At least help them!"

As Xie Xinzhi disappeared from his sight, Leng Qingsong lowered his head and looked at his palm.

An unknown wooden sign lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

The wooden sign is very small, as small as a copper coin.

The wooden sign is so big that it almost contains a person's entire life.

At this moment, Leng Qingsong let go of all the psychological burden and laughed, tears of laughter flowing out again.

He bowed deeply in the direction of the orphanage and then strode towards the sweet potato field.

At this moment, he no longer staggered, but walked briskly.

The fate of the previous life has ended, and it is time for the fate to arise in this life.